Diary of a Fusspot (12)
I was irritated as I heard the incessant knocking on my front door. It was Christy. The last person I expected or wanted to see at this time as I filled in my job applications online. “I’m busy Christy,” I said cutting her off. I really wasn’t in the mood. She gave me a sad […]
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